[Comprehensive] Yukimura, take medicine

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The Sansha Festival is a festival that has been passed down from the Edo period to the present. It is held at Sensoji Temple on the third weekend of May.

People dressed in costumes from the Edo period carried "mikoshi" around.

The daily traffic reached 30 people, and the members of the Ghost Club who had been crammed for a day finally sat down at a restaurant in Tokyo that was well-received on the Internet at around five o'clock in the evening.

At the end of the day, Sayuri, who saw the interaction between Yukimura and Kiyomi, took a sip of water, and said slowly, "Kun Yukimura participated in our event for the first time today, do you think it's okay?"

Yukimura poured a cup of brown rice tea for Qingjian and handed it over to Sayuri, "It's very interesting."

"—Pfft." Kiyomi, who had just had a sip of tea, couldn't help but spit it out after hearing Yukimura's answer. Fortunately, the spray volume and range were very small, and quickly took a tissue to wipe the table, "I'm sorry, sorry, I choked. It's here, maybe I just took a cold breath."

...Liar!The members of the Ghost Club thought so at the same time.Where does the cool air come from in May?

Kiyomi, who lowered her head to wipe the table, twitched the corners of her mouth speechlessly, thinking that Yukimura's nonsense skills are getting higher and higher, why doesn't she think that the activity of just looking at people's heads all day is so meaningful...?

"Drink slowly." Yukimura reached out and patted Kiyomi's back.

What an ambiguous gesture!When she thought that Yukimura, a flower that bloomed on the cliff, would be plucked by her elementary school girl, Sayuri felt indescribably relieved.

Although their club has always had a small number of people, it is still a club with girls who are in the top ten and who have been abducted by the head of the tennis department.

Just looking at the back, maybe a lot of people will apply to join the club.

Want to be with your man?

Join the Ghost Club.

Teach you to tell ghost stories, and also teach you how to abduct male gods.

Shiratori Hideo, who was sitting next to Sayuri, looked into his girlfriend's eyes, and knew that she was thinking of something strange. Although he felt that Yukimura and Kiyomi were a little too ambiguous, but... it would be uncomfortable to be watched so intensely. I'm sorry I didn't see Kiyomi and didn't look up. Is there something wrong with the smile on the corner of Yukimura's mouth? Generally, the more people pay attention to a relationship, the less likely it is to succeed. Let it go on ambiguously and finally be together naturally. This is the best cultivation for a gossip audience.

Adhering to the principle of saving the junior girl from embarrassing situations, Shiratori Shuichi put his arms around his girlfriend's shoulders, and whispered in her ear, "I'm going to be very upset when you look at others like that."

Sayuri quickly closed her eyes and straightened her expression, turned her head to look at her boyfriend, "If you don't look at it, if you look at it again, I will gain ten catties."

The couple on the left are showing affection, and the couple on the right are showing affection. They want to pick up the FFF torch and shout loudly to burn all the couples to death. The president silently picked up the menu and covered his face, "Please order whatever you want. .Anything."

The Ghost Club, which doesn't have any club activities, has plenty of funds. At least it's not like other clubs who are shy about going out for a meal. They can choose some expensive restaurants generously, and they can also allow members to order casually.

...Why does it feel a little sad to think about it. OAO, he really doesn't want his club to have so few activities.

When everyone had eaten and rested, packed up and was about to go out and pay the bill, the president felt that something strange had happened to him.

"It's already been tied just now...?" The president turned his head quickly, and came to a conclusion, it must not be Shuichi, no way... Then he turned to look at Yukimura after thinking about it.

"I didn't say it before. Thanks to you for taking care of Kiyomi these days, this meal is an expression of my gratitude. I will ask you to take care of me from now on." Yukimura said and bent down. A 90-degree arc of gratitude.

Boyfriend power max!Sure enough, it only exists to burn the eyes of his single dog!The president had no choice but to take back the wallet, and made a decision to transfer the money to Qing Jian tomorrow and let her return it on his behalf.

After all, he is the rumored (future?) boyfriend of his own member, so he can't take advantage of him no matter what.

——After getting off the subway and saying goodbye to the members of the Ghost Club, Yukimura and Kiyomi chose to walk home to digest food.

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​inviting everyone to dinner?" Qing Jian, who had finished the day's activities, felt that the way home was extraordinarily brisk this time, and he couldn't explain why, step by step was extremely brisk, with a smile in his eyes .

"In the future, you will stay in the Spirit Club for three years. In a place where I can't see, I hope someone can take good care of you. Even if I can give you a little kindness, I think it's good." Xingmura walked in Kiyomi Beside him, seeing the shadows of two people overlapped under the street lamp, this discovery made the corners of his lips curl up happily.

Three years...

Qing Jian was taken aback for a moment, "I don't know if I can stay for three years. Maybe I will transfer to another school next year, so you will be at a loss for this meal?"

"If you can get others to show you kindness by treating you to a meal, then I am willing to treat everyone who comes into contact with you to dinner."

In the past, Kiyomi would have mercilessly ridiculed Yukimura for meddling in his own business, but today he doesn't know what happened, maybe it's because he's too tired, or maybe he's just too happy now.

She actually felt that what he said made her feel better, which was probably what the teacher said, the icing on the cake.

"That will eat you poor."

"If I'm too poor to eat, will you take me in?"

Qing Jian thought, it must be that Yukimura's voice was so pleasant and soft that she couldn't even say a word "no".

"If you're desperate, I can give you a piece of cake for my brother and the others. Chocolate."

"If you come to Tokyo in the future and face an unfamiliar environment, you must take good care of yourself and don't worry me."

Kiyomi's footsteps were slightly faster than Yukimura's, and when he heard his words, he quietly slowed down his pace, keeping the two of them at the same pace, "Don't worry, don't forget that I was more popular than you at Minami Shonan Elementary School .”

Thinking of what happened when Kuni was a child, Yukimura couldn't help laughing, the laughter overflowed, and it was especially clear on the quiet street.

There was something unclear in Qingjian's ears, which made her cheeks burn slightly, "Hey, you're laughing at me."

Yukimura quickly waved his hand, and hurriedly put away his smile, but he couldn't hide the joy on his brows, "How dare you laugh at you, I just suddenly remembered how popular your elementary school was, and I thought it was a good time .”

"How old are you, have you started to miss the past?"

"No, I just thought, if only you could stay in Lihai University forever." Only such a time, for me, can be called a good time.Yukimura cut off the first half of the conversation, and resisted not saying the second half, fearing that the hard-won good atmosphere would be shattered in an instant by being too straightforward.

"I also like Li Haida very much. Although I haven't been here for a long time, I think the people here are very nice, especially Chiya. If I go to Tokyo to go to school, you must not bully Chiya. How much he is now I respect you." Qingjian was a little annoyed when he thought of the rebellion at the front table of his own house. At the beginning, he promised to defeat Yukimura together, but in the end, both of them fell under the enemy's sugar-coated shells.

"Chiya is very talented, but it's too dangerous to become a demon, and his personality still needs to be honed." It was rare for Yukimura not to feel unhappy, and he seriously commented on Kirihara Chiya. He felt that waiting for them After graduating from junior high school, the Lihai tennis club will be handed over to Akaya.

... demonized.Seeing the rare jam, what is demonization?Digimon Mega Evolution?Before she could respond, Yukimura continued to speak.

"If he is often demonized, it will cause an unbearable burden on his body. Don't worry, we will take good care of him."

"What is demonization...?"

"It's just that you still remember, um, Chiya is sometimes too angry, his eyes are bloodshot, and his hair turns white, that is demonization." Afraid that the girl would not remember, Yukimura chose to describe Chiya's appearance carefully at that time.

... Hehehe.

"So why did you choose the demonic secondary name... and your son of god, the emperor of Genichiro, I find that I can't understand tennis anymore." She doesn't understand this situation, playing tennis is like going to the battlefield with a racket in her arms, but this kind of passionate appearance makes her feel very moved, there is nothing more dazzling than a person with a dream Alright.

Only when people have hope for the future can they walk more and more steadily.

"Probably from the outside world, don't you like it?"

"It's not that I don't like it, it's very suitable for you. Isn't the Son of God or something very suitable for you?"

"I really hope yours is very suitable. Doesn't it mean that this name will remind you of a mental illness?" Yukimura glanced at him and Kiyomi's hands were only a palm away, a little shaken, and he wanted to hold the one next to him this hand.

Kiyomi walked with her head down, and suddenly she left the distance between the two of them. Next to her shaking hand was Yukimura's hand, and she had never been like this today, and she wanted to hold his hand, what would it be like? As for the touch, will there be some thin calluses from practicing tennis all the year round, and will the hand be slightly cool when the night in May is not so hot?

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable Kiyomi shook his head.

Yukimura was taken aback when he saw the girl's actions, "What's wrong?"

"...there is a mosquito, it landed on my face just now."

...Where did the mosquitoes come from in May?Yukimura stroked Kiyomi's hair, "Then let's go quickly."

——After arriving at the door of the house.

"Hey Yukimura, if I go to Tokyo, will you still help me clean up the house?"

"Yes, I will help you clean the house every week, so that you can rest directly when you come back."

"Good night then."

"Good night."

Yukimura looked at the girl's back and thought, if only you were the last person to say good night every day, it would be fine.